So Tell me Some More

Tring tring!  Tring tring!! Tring tring!!!

It was the third time that I was calling her from 6 p.m., and she wasn’t picking the phone. Why? She knows that every Thursday I call her. This was the only time when none of us is busy in tuitions, coaching or anything else. Then why is she not picking the phone?

           Tring tring! Tring tring!!

           I was just going to cut the phone, when she picked the phone.

          “Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! I was in the other room doing my assignment and almost forgot and phone was on the silent mode. Please forgive me!!” She uttered so quickly that I hardly understood a word. But that’s fine. I normally don’t hear her words. It was her voice that mesmerized me so much that I want to just hear it to eternity. The sweet, ringing voice, sprinkled with occasional laughs and so melodious makes me feel like I am on the moon. Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Hey! Hold your breath. Otherwise you will suffocate yourself.” I stopped her.

“Sorry!! So, why did you called?”-she asked.

“No reason”- I replied simply.

“No reason”- she said

“Yes. Can’t I phone you for any reason? Only to chat with you.”

“O.k.”

“So tell me, what’s going on?” we were on our same routine. I phone her, says ‘what’s going on?’ and she started to tell things which happened in her school, which is my Alma mator, but I shifted here 2 years ago. Sigh!!!! I haven’t seen her for two years. It’s not like that we are boyfriend/girlfriend. To her, I am just a good friend. A special one instead. But to me, she was everything. Yes, you guessed right. The ‘one way traffic’-situation.

And then she tells about other things, in family and neighbors. Which new movies she saw, the heroine, other stuff etc. on occasional pauses, I give my one liners and she laughs, and I am on the moon again. And at the end of one topic, I say-‘Tell me some more’ and the conversation continues.it lasts for an hour, half an hour. No telling how much it costs me, but it was nothing in compared to what I was getting- a chance to hear her sweet, ringing melodious voice, and then a free ride to moon.

“Ok, bye. I have to complete my assignment. I will talk to you later”- and she hung up and my heart was petrified.

Every time, I wishes that I will say my heart to her, but I feared. What if she refused and breaks friendship with me? Not only will I lose the chance of talking to her again, but also I will lose a good, close friend.  This thought has stopped me for two years.

Next Thursday, I was somewhat determined. So I asked her-“Do you have a project?”

 “A project!”- She was confused.

“Yes, a project”- I said mischievously.

“A project what, physics, chemistry. I don’t know what are you talking about”- she was really confused.

“Oh! You don’t know our code language. Project means a boyfriend or girlfriend.”- I explained

“No, I don’t have a project. Don’t have time for one”

“Really. It’s a shame for a girl as beautiful as you don’t have a project. And it is even shameful for the boys to don’t approach you to be your project.”

“Now you are flattering!!” she chuckled. Moon again.

“No, seriously. And I know you are stupid. You don’t have eyes to identify the projects around you. Someone must be your secret admirer.”

“My secret admirer!”

“Yes! You know; someone who often talks to you and talks about you. Someone very close.”- I was throwing hints.

“No, I don’t think so”- she clarified.

“You are really stupid”

And the conversation ended.

For next two Thursday, I wasn’t able to contact her due to some unavoidable reasons. My heart was about to burst out of anxiety. I decided now that no matter what, I will talk to her about my heart. I have to make a bold step.

Next Thursday, as soon as she picked the phone and I mentioned about the project, she began to laugh.

“Why are you laughing?”- I asked

“I got it. I finally got it!”- She laughed victoriously.

“What have you got?” I was rather scared. Did she finally figure it out that I love her? Oh my god!! Yet I kept my finger closed and asked again-“What have you got?”

“My secret admirer, my project”

“Who?”- I cried.

“My classmate. He came to our school the same year you left. He often talks to me. He is really a nice guy. And that day, when you told me about the secret admirer, he was my first suspect. And when I asked him frankly, he confessed that he likes me. And I kind of liked him too. Thank you so much for the advice. You are happy. Aren’t you?

I wasn’t there. I was on the moon again, but this time on the dark side of the moon. Every word was hitting me like a stone, a sharp pointed stone and crashing through my heart. I couldn’t stand any more. I sat on the floor.  The whole world was spinning around me. The words echoed again-' you are happy. Aren’t you?’

The words came out of my broken heart, my wet eyes and my shaking lips-“I am happy. I am very much happy for you. So, tell me some more………………….”

A Smile

What's the most beautiful thing you have seen?
So beautiful,it made your eyes gleam.
A flower, in the morning dew,
Rose perhaps, Pink, maybe blue?
A moon, in it's glimmering light?
A Starry Sky, in a dark night?




What's the purest thing you have seen?
So pure, it made your mind serene.
A seedling sprouting, struggling for surface?
A new wave of brook, in its grace?
A PRAYER of a toddler, a wish of an infant?
First ray of the sun, from horizon distant?



What's the sweetest thing you have seen?
So sweet, it made you heart went lean
The first word of a baby, calling her mumma?
A help to a needy friend, in his dilemma?
The first gift of a lover to her mistress?
A wishing phone call, a letter, a message?

Now,have you seen all these, together?
The sweet, The pure, The beautiful? Never?
Well, I have seen it, all in one.
A curve of a lip, by definition.
A smile, of someone, for whom you care
A smile, the greatest gift, you can spare
A smile, filling your inner void.
A smile, which you can't avoid.
A smile, for everyday, till the eternity
That's all I ask, a smile for me. 


-Dedicated to a Special Friend, and her Precious Smile :)

In A Blue Moon

Once I was sitting alone in park,quiet 

watching the blue moon in its full light. 

memories took me down to past 

maybe some 3 years; yes it was, 

my 19th birthday, 23rd of may 

everyone was very happy and gay 

but my eye were on the door 

every once in a while I looked once more 

waiting for someone I was sad,

then suddenly the door opened and came a lad 

I rushed to him, he greeted me happy birthday 

I taunted," where was you whole day?"

he said,"I was arranging for the present,

Here's your gift,take it" but I resent;

"I don't want your gift your presence was needed.

Do you know today is blue moon, don't miss it"

we rushed to the roof, and looked for the moon, 

"it is marvelous" ,he said "we will meet very soon."

"Why?" ,I asked," where are you going" 

"I have joined the army. It is my dream." 

I became sad, "what will I do without you"

"Don't cry my girl. one day I will meet you,

when I will be something and will take you away

and will build our small nest I swear."

"When will it happen?" I asked him with tears.  

"you know next blue moon free after 3 years 

and on that night I will propose you with a ring"

"that's a promise",I said "don't forget this thing. 

after 2 years came a letter with his death news 

my world broke down my heart gets a bruise 

now when I think of him my eyes are tears. 

suddenly from the dark, a postman appears 

"it is a special delivery" he  handed me the letter 

when I read the whole moon shattered 

it was from him before you went to war.

It said "you are so near yet so far

This may be my final words don't mourn

if something happens to me I want you to move on 

but I kept the promise I made to you,see

I proposes you that the ring- will you marry me?" 

and a ring fell out, a curse , or a boon

And this all happened in a blue moon.

The Crystal Dream

One fine night, I saw a dream,
I was rowing in crystal stream.

Stars were shining, moon was bright,
Everything else was calm and quiet.

Only the sound of me, rowing in stream,
I looked down, to see the moon gleam.

In front of me, she was sitting,
We two were alone on the boating.

I saw in her eyes, the twin stars dazzled,
She touched water, the moon glimmered. 

It was all magical,wishing not to end,
Then I saw a crystal castle and we bend.

I rowed to its gates, and the doors closed,
And in a beautiful magical world, we were lost.

I'm Always There For You

"Whenever you are alone
it's better to just pick the phone
and call me, I'm always there for you

no problem,big or small
in life, we always have a fall
but don't worry, I'm always there for you

life don't stop for anything,you know
it goes on, and so should you, just go
and if you look back, I'm always there for you



good things come to those who wait, better come for those who try
but best come for those who believe, don't cry
if you have lost your faith, I'm always there for you

and years later, when you will see your life back
you will remember only happiness, the sadness will lack
and to laugh along, I'll be always there for you

The Broken Flute

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"Can you get me some old clothes,
from the chest, in the attic,
don't lay like a bunch of slothes,
get up fast, or I'll use the stick.

I got up and went straight upstairs,
in the room, and in the attic.
Things were lying there which nobody cares,
boxes, broken glass, old furniture, a candlestick.

I opened the chest, to found some cloth,
but what i found, was a broken flute.
Suddenly my memory took me to grade fourth,
sitting next to a girl, i liked, 'so cute'.

I was really great at playing te flute,
and everyone was so spell-bound.
But i like to play only for the girl 'so cute',
and she too like to hear the sound.

Then memory took me to last day of school,
when there was, everywhere, mixed kind of feeling.
But i was only sad, to never see her again, a fool,
that i never told her, my emotions, my feeling.

She was going somewhere far, and i was alone,
standing there, with my flute, and some tear.
My heart was thumping, my mind was gone,
i was blank, but what to do next ,was clear.

I sat on to become the greatest flute player,
for it was a way to both, remind her and forgot.
I held shows everywhere, just to see her,
but for seven years, i didn't get a shot.

"Honey, why are you taking so long?"
"Look, what i found, this broken flute."
"Oh! It remind me of the fourth grade song"
Why! This was the same girl, You remember, 'So cute'.
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The Same Old Familiar Feeling

I remember when I was young,
Everyday, I danced and sung,
With the girl, I loved the most,
Near the lighthouse, at the coast.

Her eyes, the big ol' blue,
Her lips, like roses In dew,
Her hair, like night before dawn,
Her voice, made nightingale moan.

But one day, as destiny decide,
She died, as her cycle collide,
With a truck, the driver tried,
To save her, but she didn't survive.


Now, I see her in another girl.
In the breeze, she swiftly swirl,
Racing with her, on cycle is fun,
But just like the last girl, I lose, she Won.

Then I planned everything, just like before,
Failed her brakes, and asked to race once more,
Then pushed her before the truck rolling,
Oh man! I love this same old familiar feeling.